Gwalior Ravines, Poems of Gwalior

August 19, 2010
Amitabh Mitra


summers and ravines a banditry of a sworn sky and beyond that.... your laughter took strange hues this would always remain gwalior a dusk pervades the seeming closeness and eyes droop to your warm touch cold is the marble sheen cold are your tears cold is the ravine earth gwalior sleeps an angry sky stalks the night a river long lost to tales.

Poem and Watercolor by Amitabh Mitra

An orthopaedic surgeon in a busy hospital in East London, South Africa, I actually belong to Gwalior, Madhya Pradesh, its long summers and hectic politics. I edit a print poetry journal called 'A Hudson View', a journal on African arts called 'Inyathi' and dream of going back to Gwalior. My blog on South African Arts is http://www.amitabhmitra.blogspot.com/
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Gwalior Ravines, Poems of Gwalior


Author: Amitabh Mitra


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